Regulus Black (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} shyeststar) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} flippedrpg,@ 2013-08-02 23:42:00 |
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Who: Regulus Blackthg and Amycus Carrowthg
When: August 2nd, early afternoon
Where: a cafe in London
What: talking about the future
Rating/Status: low/incomplete
Although Regulus had spent quite a lot of time since he arrived visiting his new friend, he still didn't know much about him. What the future was like, how they became friends, although he supposed him taking the house next door to Andy would have something to do with that, or why he always seemed so very depressed. Although that part he knew now, at least. That Alecto had been reaped with him. He knew Amycus survived, of course, which means that she didn't. Which most likely also meant he was there or close by when it happened. If he thought the pain was unbearable when he saw Sirius' death on the television, the kind of pain Amycus must be in was truly beyond his comprehension. She was here now, though, so shouldn't that help? He figured since the day he'd arrived himself that if Sirius turned up in this place, if he got to see him alive again, it would take it all away. Maybe he'd been fooling himself on that. It wasn't the first time he'd done that, although he had figured his naivety would have been all but crushed out by now.
Regulus had managed to make it to the cafe first and quickly grabbed a corner booth before the incoming lunch crowd managed to do so and ordered a pot of tea, slightly disappointed that mint was not on the menu. Clearly, Andromeda having every tea known to man stocked piled away since her game had spoiled him to expect that everyone else had, too. He looked out the window as he waited for Amycus to show, idly wondering what it was that he had to tell him in person. "Do you want to know how close we are?" It had been a very strange thing to ask, Regulus thought, but he still wanted to know. It was exciting to make a new friend, as he'd never really had one outside of his family or his brothers' friends. He never let anyone in, let them get close enough that he could be hurt or that he could hurt them. It was too risky, when you never knew who was going to be picked to most likely die that year. But here, he knew he was never reaped. And that Amycus survived. And that none of that mattered, anyway, not here in this new world where the Capitol doesn't take children every September to die.
When: August 2nd, early afternoon
Where: a cafe in London
What: talking about the future
Rating/Status: low/incomplete
Although Regulus had spent quite a lot of time since he arrived visiting his new friend, he still didn't know much about him. What the future was like, how they became friends, although he supposed him taking the house next door to Andy would have something to do with that, or why he always seemed so very depressed. Although that part he knew now, at least. That Alecto had been reaped with him. He knew Amycus survived, of course, which means that she didn't. Which most likely also meant he was there or close by when it happened. If he thought the pain was unbearable when he saw Sirius' death on the television, the kind of pain Amycus must be in was truly beyond his comprehension. She was here now, though, so shouldn't that help? He figured since the day he'd arrived himself that if Sirius turned up in this place, if he got to see him alive again, it would take it all away. Maybe he'd been fooling himself on that. It wasn't the first time he'd done that, although he had figured his naivety would have been all but crushed out by now.
Regulus had managed to make it to the cafe first and quickly grabbed a corner booth before the incoming lunch crowd managed to do so and ordered a pot of tea, slightly disappointed that mint was not on the menu. Clearly, Andromeda having every tea known to man stocked piled away since her game had spoiled him to expect that everyone else had, too. He looked out the window as he waited for Amycus to show, idly wondering what it was that he had to tell him in person. "Do you want to know how close we are?" It had been a very strange thing to ask, Regulus thought, but he still wanted to know. It was exciting to make a new friend, as he'd never really had one outside of his family or his brothers' friends. He never let anyone in, let them get close enough that he could be hurt or that he could hurt them. It was too risky, when you never knew who was going to be picked to most likely die that year. But here, he knew he was never reaped. And that Amycus survived. And that none of that mattered, anyway, not here in this new world where the Capitol doesn't take children every September to die.